So A friend of mine who travels on business just sent me this email, should I believe him?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage tampa

WHY I HAD TO CHANGE HOTELS LAST WEEK

Last week I checked into my hotel in Tampa and was a bit lonely. I
thought, I’ll call one of those girls you see advertised in phone
books like escorts and such. I picked up the phone book and found an
ad for a girl calling herself Erogonique, a lovely girl, bending over
in the photo. She had all the right curves in all the right places,
beautiful long wavy hair, long graceful legs….. well, you get the
picture!

I figured, what the heck, give her a call.
"Hello," the woman says.

God, she sounded sexy. Afraid I would lose my nerve if I hesitated I
rushed right in:
"Hi, I hear you give a great massage and I’d like you to come to my
room and give me one. No, wait, I should be straight with you. I’m in
town all alone and what I really want is sex. I want it hard, I want
it hot, and I want it now. Bring implements, toys, rubber, leather,
whips, everything you’ve got in your bag of tricks. We’ll go hot and
heavy all night; tie me up, cover me in chocolate syrup and whipped
cream, anything and everything! Now, how does that sound?"

"That sounds fantastic," she says, "but you need to press 9 for an
outside line

WHy Not? I hear your friend is a bit of a moron anyway, so it MUST be true!

BTW, was his nickname Just Good Folk?

Anyone know where to get a massage table?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage table

Im starting school for massage therapy in a few weeks and I need to get a table. I would like to actually go into a store to look at them, but I dont know where any are! Any ideas would be great! I live in Du Page county, right outside Chicago, Illinois. So places that are close to there are where I need to look! Thanks!
Muchos Gracis!

ultimate backrub store
(773) 248-4782
547 W Diversey Pky, Chicago, IL

relax the back store
(773) 348-2225
1925 N Clybourn Ave, Chicago, IL

down under
(773) 596-5625
2554 W Lawrence Ave, Chicago, IL

My massage chair HT270 stopped rolling , Does anyone know, Any links or manuals on how to repair it ?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage chair

Massage Chairs HT270 Service manual link

contact human touch, the Company that made it at (800) 355-2762. If it cannot be fixed and it is no longer under warranty let me know because I need to buy a spare part for my broken chair.

What would you do if you found this story in your 16-year-old son/daughter’s blog?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage blog

When Michael woke up, his alluring wife, Elisa, was already in the Nautical galley, cooking his breakfast. When he walked in the scullery, wearing simply a pair of red boxers, she smiled politely and placed a layer before him, on the kitchen listing. ‘‘Eggs,’’ Michael said rudely. ‘‘Eggs. I had eggs for breakfast yesterday morning, Elisa. And the morning before. And the morning before. Is it unsuitable for you to cook something that isn’t eggs?’’ ‘‘Well, I…’’ She stuttered. Michael grabbed the face and threw it against the fence. He then grabbed Elisa’s arm and threw the frail lady on the floor, next to their cat’s edibles bowl. He ran upstairs, whilst his helpmeet, with blood in her gob, managed to get up. A few minutes later, he ran back downstairs, wearing his house suit, and leftist without saying goodbye. Elisa cried as the man she loved so dear left. ‘‘Oh, Katherine,’’ Elisa heard herself say, as their trifling, orange cat came out of the area running. ‘‘You are my only adherent.’’

It was nearly twelve o’clock noon and Elisa was sitting in the Nautical galley, staring at the chalk-white wall. She could still soup the blood in her gateway, since she felt too depressed to go con her teeth. What will I do? She asked herself, crying. Michael was always hurting her. And it was outmoded to make him pay. But how could she? She touched her desire. After all, she was carrying their nipper. And Michael didn’t distinguish it yet. I have to steal some well-to-do, Elisa trifle. What is keeping me here? All I have are my thoughts. My many thoughts. She intern her eyes and for a assist, a brief, gruff second, she was twenty years in the whilom. Norway. Iceland. Sweden. Maryland. Portion her neighbour set her Christmas tree. Treatise glasses. Losing her virginity to a Danish man. She smiled. I have my youth, too. Perhaps it will be a little young lady. She had always wanted a hardly any girl. Or a boy. She remembered her nephew. He had died a few years earlier.

She ran up the stairs and grabbed a hanger. I cannot keep the indulge, she thought. It’s… It’s Michael’s. She had cogitation about it all afternoon. It’s too much. I don’t scarceness to be associated to Michael anymore. I am leaving. I am affluent to my mother’s. She ran downstairs, holding the wire hanger. It’s habits. She opened her legs and shoved it interior her vagina, shaking it. The tribulation was unbearable. She was screaming. ‘‘Oh, God!’’ The neighbours heard her bemoan many times. All of a sudden, she pulled the wire hanger out and something was seconded to it. She felt a zip on her cheek. It was Michael’s babe in arms. Michael’s issue. Michael’s blood and his genes. Thankfully it was disused now. She placed it on the larder table, sat down before it, and watched it carefully, as though she was waiting for it to move. She touched it gently with her fingers. She smiled. Michael doesn’t like the meals I cook up him, she thought. Let’s see if he likes that.

When Michael walked in the lineage later that day, he smelled a rather odd scent, one he had never smelled before. What on Dirt, he thought. Elisa was wearing a prolonged, black accoutre and her hair was curled. She was wearing red lipstick and yellow stilettos. ‘‘Salutary evening, Michael,’’ she said. ‘‘Sit down.’’ She placed a portion before him, smiling. Oh, she deliberating, if only he knew it’s his own newborn… She tried not to mock at. She sat down in front of him, on a chair, the Nautical galley table between them. ‘‘Aren’t you active to eat?’’ Michael asked. ‘‘I already ate,’’ Elisa said. He took a gnaw. ‘‘This is delectable,’’ he exclaimed. ‘‘What is it?’’ ‘‘Veal,’’ she replied dryly, slowly slipping her foot out of her stiletto. It went up Michael’s leg, touched his thigh, and his create, large penis, which she started, using the tip of her toes, massaging. He started smiling. ‘‘Are you teasing me?’’ He asked. ‘‘Why, yes, I am, Michael,’’ she replied. Michael in a flash grabbed the scullery table and threw it against the bulkhead; the meal she had spout most of the afternoon cooking splashed all over the larder floor. He jumped on her. She hew down off her chair. Like two animals, they started making disposition. Screaming and yelling and penetrating each other. Elisa moaned with gratification as Michael’s thickset lips found her tyrannical nipples. For a few minutes, they made honey. Once it was over, they stayed on the conquer, Michael’s immense arms around Elisa’s neck. ‘‘Intermission,’’ she said. She slowly crawled at the other end of the scullery and picked up, with her eat one’s heart out fingers, the particular course of Michael’s dish. ‘‘Start the ball rolling your mouth,’’ she said. He obeyed. She placed his newborn on his tongue. ‘‘Swallow it,’’ she whispered. Once again, he obeyed.

The next morning, Elisa bursting her stuff and red before Michael woke up. He never knew he had, the round-the-clock before, eaten his own son.

It sounds very much like a young male’s writing but either way ,as it is presumably that of a 16 year old, I wouldn’t worry to much.

It is the very nature of teenagers to push the boundaries of good taste and conventional manners as far as they will go.

On technical level, it really isn’t very good, so if they want to make it as a writer later on, there is real room for improvement.

None of us ever want to think of our children as sentient, sexual animals any more than they want to believe us capable of it. My best advice is wrap the whole thing up in a box in your mind and leave it there until you are ninety and he/she is ? Then you can both laugh about it.
But don’t give yourself grief about it unless it lines up with a load of other tasteless behaviour.

Strange to say , they grow into thinking , caring adults!

Help Urgently?can u revise and fix problems w my paper? 10 easy points to best answer Promise!!! Thanks!!?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage tampa

The Miracle of the Massage Chair
“Oh my god! It’s unbelievable that I have no more back pains anymore. This chair truly makes miracles!” This reminds me of the day that I was purchased by my master, George Tillman, which he had suffered from severe back pains all his life. He had spent thousands of dollars on medicine that was suppose to cure his intense pains. But none of those medicines made him feel relaxed. Unexpectedly, he found the perfect piece of furniture at “Larry’s Furniture Galore”, which what he found in this store changed his life completely. This is where he found me, Tasha the electric massage chair, and this is how the whole story occurred.
On July 1, 2006, I finally arrived to “Larry’s Furniture Galore” in Tampa Bay, Florida, which I was part of the new furniture that was going to be displayed. On my way to the store, I heard the driver say that I was going to be the only electric massage chair available for purchase in the entire city. He also explained that the store was going to have a meeting for the customers. The manager of the facility wanted everyone to know about my arriving and that I was a miracle chair that cured intense back pains of any type of severity. Hurriedly, after my arrival, the manager advertised me in the newspaper and before I was even put on display, the store was packed with curious customers that wanted to know more about my functions. When the employees explained details about me to the customers, their facial gestures displayed amusement. They were surprised that I had the power to cure people. One of the employees explained to them that only one lucky person was going to be able to buy me, since they were only allowed to sell one chair in the entire city. They explained that they were going to do a raffle, in which one lucky person was going to have the opportunity to take me home. After the customers heard the announcement, they were like predators ready to catch their prey when arguing about who was going to buy me. Out of all the customers that were preset, one man really caught my attention, his name was George Tillman. When the employee told him that if he wanted a raffle ticket he said, “I don’ t think that the electric chair is so great like you guys explained. But sure why not. Maybe this chair will make my terrible back pains go away? You never know.” After the employees were completely finished passing out the raffle tickets, they explained to the customers that they were going to have a thirty minute break before they announced the wining ticket.
While the customers were waiting for the announcement of the wining ticket, I smelled the people eating chips, cookies and all types of snacks. Everyone was nervous and anxious about which lucky person was going to have the winning ticket. One of the employees explained, “Everyone be ready to have your ticket out because we are going to announce the number of the winning ticket. Everyone pay close attention. The winning ticket is 1025634”. At that moment I saw people talking loudly and saw them looking at their raffle tickets to see if they were the winners. Nobody seemed to have that number until one man named George happily screamed, “I won the chair. I’m the only person that can purchase this chair, because they only have one in the entire city. Wow I’m so surprised!” That instant I felt important and interesting because everyone wanted to buy me. The customers that didn’t have the winning ticket expressed disappointment in their face. I was as excited as a dolphin swimming in the water. Inside of me I was cheering with joy, because now I was going to have a home. Now I had an owner and a mission to accomplish. I couldn’t let him down specially if he needed my help so much.
Happily the man placed me into his pickup truck and he drove home. When we arrived to his home, the old man let me out of the box and placed me into his living room. The house was big and spacious. The living room was colorful and full of family pictures. I really liked this house because it made me feel like home, which I had never had before since I was a brand new electric chair just opened from the box. This house made feel just right.
After placing me in the living room the old man said, “Even though I was the lucky winner, I still have doubts about you. I can’t believe that you can cure back pains, that’s impossible. I have been taking medicine for years and nothing has worked. If medicine can’t cure me, then how can I be so confident that you will. But until I don’t see any results, I cannot comment. Now, I will try you to see if you make miracles like they say.” George’s words made me feel in a way depressed, because he had never tried me and he was already doubting about me. That instant I knew that I couldn’t let myself down.
Mr. Tillman came back and sat down. I began with my mission, which was to give him a good massage so his horrible back pains could go away instantly. I gave him a massage for and hour

Hi, ***~Fanny~*** !

I would suggest that, even for a possible 10 points, you will not receive any or many other answers because it requires "major surgery." Your actual story is fine as is your spelling also but your punctuation and paragraphing are a nightmare. Paragraphs start after a change in time, subject or activity.
You also need to work on your word selection to choose the best word for the job.
I will work straight through it now and send it soon if you promise to look at my proposed changes and try to work out the reasons behind them.

Like this –

The Miracle of the Massage Chair

“Oh my God! It’s unbelievable that I have no more back pains. This chair truly workss miracles!” These words remind me of the day that I was purchased by my master, George Tillman, after he had suffered from severe back pains all of his life. He had spent thousands of dollars on medicine that was supposed to cure his intense pains, but none of those medicines made him feel relaxed. Unexpectedly, he found the perfect piece of furniture at “Larry’s Furniture Galore,” when what he found in this store changed his life completely. This is where he found me, Tasha the electric massage chair, and this is how the whole story unfolded.

On July 1, 2006, I finally arrived to “Larry’s Furniture Galore” in Tampa Bay, Florida, where I was part of the new furniture range that was going to be displayed. On my way to the store, I heard the driver say that I was going to be the only electric massage chair available for purchase in the entire city. He also explained that the store was going to have a meeting for the customers. The manager of the facility wanted everyone to know about my arriving and that I was a miracle chair that cured intense back pains of any type of severity.

Hurriedly, after my arrival, the manager advertised me in the newspaper and, before I was even put on display, the store was packed with curious customers that wanted to know more about my functions. When the employees explained details about me to the customers, their facial gestures displayed amusement as they were surprised that I had the power to cure people. One of the staff explained to them that only one lucky person was going to be able to buy me, since they were only allowed to sell one chair in the entire city. He also explained that they were going to do a raffle, in which one lucky person was going to have the opportunity to take me home.

After the customers heard the announcement, they were like predators ready to catch their prey, arguing about who was going to buy the tickets. Out of all of the customers that were present one man, whose name was George Tillman, really caught my attention. When the employee asked him that if he wanted a raffle ticket he said, “I don’ t think that the electric chair is as great as you people explained. But sure why not. Maybe this chair will make my terrible back pains go away. You never know.”

After the employees had completely finished passing out the raffle tickets, they explained to the customers that they were going to have a thirty-minute break before they drew and announced the winning ticket. While the customers were waiting for the announcement of the winning ticket, I smelled the people eating chips, cookies and all types of snacks. Everyone was nervous and anxious about which lucky person was going to have the winning ticket. One of the employees explained, “Everyone be ready to have your ticket out because we are going to announce the number of the winner. Everyone pay close attention. The winning ticket is 1025634”. At that moment I saw people talking loudly and saw them looking at their raffle tickets to see if they were the winner. Nobody seemed to have that number until one man named George happily screamed, “I won the chair. I’m the only person that can purchase this chair, because they only have one in the entire city. Wow, I’m so surprised!” That instant I felt important and interesting because everyone wanted to buy me.

The customers that didn’t have the winning ticket expressed disappointment in their faces. I was as excited as a dolphin swimming in the ocean. Inside of me I was cheering with joy because now I was going to have a home. Now I had an owner and a mission to accomplish. I couldn’t let him down, especially if he needed my help so much.

Happily the man placed me into his pick-up truck and drove home where he let me out of the box and placed me into the living room of his house which attractive and spacious. The living room was colorful and full of family pictures. I really liked this house because it made me feel like home, which I had never experienced before since I was a brand new electric chair just out of its box. This house made feel just right.

After placing me in the living room the old man said, “Even though I was the lucky winner, I still have doubts about you. I can’t believe that you can cure back pains, that’s impossible. I have been taking medicine for years and nothing has worked. If medicine can’t cure me, then how can I be so confident that you will. But until I don’t see any results, I cannot comment. Now, I will try you to see if you make miracles like they say.” George’s words made me feel, in a way, depressed because he had never tried me and he was already doubting about me. At that instant I knew that I could not let myself down.

Mr. Tillman came back and sat down. I began with my mission, which was to give him a good massage so his horrible back pains could go away instantly. I gave him a massage for and hour ……..

What can I substitute for a massage table?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage table

I need to practice my massage techniques on my dad, but I don’t have a massage table. He usually lies on a bed and that works fine, especially for sternocleidomastoid massage, but I need something to act as a head cradle so he can lie face down and leave me access to the back of his neck.

I like Theresa’s answer, using pillows from foot to shoulder and then using a rolled towel for a face cradle. Just remember this–find something for him to lie on that is approximately the width of a massage table. Massaging on a bed not only entails the person you’re massaging to move when you need to get at their other side but is REALLY bad for your own back. I advise against it.

At your first opportunity, get a table. Look on your school bulletin board for a used one. Some online sites sell tables cheaper as does Costco. You may possibly be able to rent one from someone who has an extra. Aside from your hands, this is your most essential tool. As you earn as a licensed therapist, save up for the best table you can afford. Then sell your used one to someone like you!

Stabilizer connected to voltage regulator connected to massage chair?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage chair

Connected a voltage stabilizer to 230V 50Hz outlet. Connected a voltage regulator (output 110V) 120Watts to the output of stabilizer. Connected a 110V 60Hz massage chair to the output of regulator. The regulator burnt with smoke coming out. Any reasons why this could have happened.

The most likely answer is that your massage chair draws WAY more that 120 watts, or demanded way more current (amperage) than the 120W unit could handle. 120W at 110V equals about 1 amp (not much). The powerful motor on your chair probably draws ten times that, or 10 amps, which equals 1100 watts!

You need to determine how many total watts the chair requires, then add about 10% more to that value for a safety margin, and buy a 110v power supply that can handle that amount of wattage/amperage. It should be printed somewhere on the chair. Check out this calculator to help you figure it out: http://www.crownaudio.com/apps_htm/designtools/ohms-law.htm

The 50/60 Hz disparity is another potential pain all together, that may or may not cause problems down the road, but was not the cause of your burnout.

Need help naming my blog!?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage blog

I want to start a blog about being a massage therapist and about my journey getting there but I don’t know what to name it!? Any ideas?!

Just look for a foreign word

senior condo low income?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage tampa

would like to move near tampa fl. im on low income can only afford a place for about $ 110,000. ALSO IM 65 AND HAVE A LISCENSE IN MASSAGE THERAPY SO I WOULD LIKE TO FIND WORK PART TIME IN THAT FIELD

Here are a couple of websites you can try!

www.realtor.com
www.forsalebyowner.com

You can search for homes and realtors that can help you with your quest..

Good luck to you!

What can i use as a massage table around the house?

Author: admin1  //  Category: massage table

I want to do something special for my girlfriend, so i was thinking of a nice relaxing evening massage. but i dont have a massage table. Any ideas?

Bed, cushions on the floor, air mattress, soft area rug